Existence is a series of footnotes to a vast, obscure, unfinished masterpiece.

A poet's autobiography is his poetry. Anything else is just a footnote.

But walking causes absorption. Walking interminably, taking in through your pores the height of the mountains when you are confronting them at length, breathing in the shape of the hills for hours at a time during a slow descent. The body becomes steeped in the earth it treads. And thus, gradually, it stops being in the landscape: it becomes the landscape. That doesn't have to mean dissolution, as if the walker were fading away to become a mere inflection, a footnote. It's more a flashing moment: sudden flame, time catching fire. And here, the feeling of eternity is all at once that vibration between presences. Eternity, here, in a spark.

"The safest general characterization of the European philosophical tradition is that it consists of a series of footnotes to

Human life is but a series of footnotes to a vast obscure unfinished masterpiece

A poet's autobiography is his poetry. Anything else is just a footnote.

The son has always felt like he was a footnote in one of the stories the father tells. The father is an amazing storyteller and one of the tales that he tells is how he met his wife.